Blue Jeans

I'm a country boy who needs you The first time you're washed you bleed blue You go with all of my T-shirts If I rip you I will be hurt As crisp as Mississippi's air I still will wear you with a tear You are something I'll never share Got four or five favorite pair Something I won't trade khakis for Brown as bags from the package store Since my favorite color's blue I want you in every hue From the stonewashed to rigid you When I can't buy I visit you I'm hoping that they give me you 'Cause your fit I'm addicted to